The hair clip and obedience

Well, I haven't written in a long time because life has been busy. Tonight however I wanted to make sure I got this important story down.

You know the little tiny hair clips? The ones that are only 1/4"? Well, Michelle has a lot of them and tonight while trying to work, Maggie approached me holding one in her mouth. I immediately removed it from her mouth and told her she could not put it in her mouth. I gave back to her and said she could play with it only if she didn't put it in her mouth. I gave her the choice and she accepted by taking it in her hand.

She turned around and started to walk away from me. Only 5 steps away with her back towards me, she slowly moved the hand holding the mini hair clip towards her mouth. I simply said, "Maggie". She barely turned her head to glance at me over her shoulder and while smirking, she lowered her hand a little while repositioning her head to look away from me. I was proud of myself from using a calm reminder to keep her from putting the clip in her mouth. She then started to return her gaze on me while she brought her hand to her mouth. Before I could say anything she popped the clip in her mouth and grinned in contentment that she successfully got it in. I jumped towards her while still being connected to my phone headset for work. She got passed me and continued to giggle gleefully. I pulled my cord so I could get closer to her and put my hand out in front of her and asked her to spit it out. Her grin grew even bigger. (side note: my mother-in-law says I only know how to smile with my mouth open and that Maggie does it as well) Luckily for me, her mouth started to open as her grin got bigger. I then went in and wrenched the clip out of her fierce mouth.

I then reminded her of the choice I gave her and that because she chose to put it in her mouth she could no longer play with the hair clip. I set it up on the piano and continued to wait for a phone call for work. Because I had taken it away, she began to cry. I took her in my arms and started to play with her on my lap. AFter a few minutes her eyes landed on the tiny hair clip I had just placed out of her reach. I unknowingly continued to play with her. She then lunged for it and lost her balance. As she fell towards the ground I caught her and slowly placed her where I thought she wanted to be. I was still oblivious that she had spotted the hair clip. As soon as she was on the ground the water works turned on. I pulled her up again and then noticed her eyes dart towards the clip. Now knowing her intentions to wanting to be up on my lap, I simply reminded her that she had chosen to not play with the clip by placing it in her mouth. She obviously didn't like what I had to say and continued to scream while big crocodile tears ran from her face. I then did the only thing I knew that would help. I took the clip from off the piano and threw it across the room. Thus putting it out of sight and out of mind.